“That was — traumatic.”
“Wild that Ryouya-kun got hit on.”
“Riona and I were completely off-guard.”
I’d finally returned to my normal form and was sipping a drink in the food court café. Exhaustion-level was beyond normal.
If we’d just done standard school-trip shopping, I would not have been this drained. Being hit on by a man had been a contributing factor.
“Glad we defended Ryouya-kun’s chastity.”
“Ryouya almost graduated from virginity before me and Nee-chan.”
“I am a guy, so…”
A guy “graduates” from virginity, not virginity-as-girl-uses-the-word. Then Reona and Riona, naturally, said:
“But Ryouya-kun has holes too, right?”
“Also — there’s the otokonoko (femboy) genre.”
“I doubt those guys earlier had that niche a fetish.”
I was honestly surprised that Riona knew the term otokonoko. She’d been playing my gacha game too, so apparently she has some unexpectedly otaku-leaning hobbies.
“Just so it’s clear — Ryouya-kun’s firsts belong to me and Riona.”
“Not handing them off.”
“Save them for us.”
“Don’t worry, nobody is asking for them.”
Wait, did one of them just say we’ll take them? No — must’ve been my ears. The idea of being targeted by classmates for that was beyond unreal. While I was thinking that, Riona spoke up.
“I forgot to ask Ryouya for his reaction.”
“Reaction?”
I had no idea what she meant. Reona answered with a wicked smirk.
“Stealing a girl’s first kiss without commentary is impolite.”
“Wait — that was your first kiss?!”
“Treasured it for seventeen years and Ryouya took it.”
The accurate phrasing was that Riona had imposed it on me, but I did not point that out. Right — that night before the bath-intrusion sleepover, she’d said she’d never even kissed.
“Doesn’t that not count? I was technically a girl.”
“What? Ryouya-kun is a boy, you can’t become a girl.”
“My first kiss was definitely stolen by Ryouya.”
“Hey — five minutes ago you were calling me Ryouka and treating me like a girl.”
“That was that, this is this.”
She refused to engage with the contradiction. Reona and Riona were genuinely unjust.
“Okay, I’d like the reaction now.”
“You’re not going home until you give a reaction, Ryouya-kun.”
”…It happened so suddenly I barely remember, but Riona’s lips were soft.”
I’d capitulated and answered. Riona’s expression was Riona-standard cool, but with a discernible undercurrent of pleased. Wait — both Reona and Riona’s first kisses had been with me?
The Reona kiss had also been an accident, but still. If their fanbase ever found out, I’d be torn limb from limb.
“A lot happened today but the shopping wrapped — home time.”
“Yeah, the a lot happened part wrecked me.”
“Looking forward to the actual trip.”
The crossdressing had ended up being the dominant theme of the day, but technically we had completed our school-trip shopping.